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Array ( [sid] => 181740 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Resetting [time] => 2015-09-07 01:43:13 [hometext] => How one event can change the outlook of life; precious, precious life. [bodytext] =>

One day, a falcon feather
fell like an anvil on my head
of water;
the splash dripped and bathed my soul,
and,
now,
fully realizing the weight and might of nature
on my insubstantial self,
my head grew bone;
my fingers,
new feeling on once deadened flesh,
and the life-clock reset
to my natural weight and density,
wholesome now in this mantled cloak
of new identity;
light, yet free of falter;
this feather commanding me (unknowingly)
to wake from slumber those (as I before)
with heads of water. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 135 [topic] => 21 [informant] => Invierno [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )

The Resetting

Contributed by Invierno on Monday, 7th September 2015 @ 01:43:13 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems

One day, a falcon feather
fell like an anvil on my head
of water;
the splash dripped and bathed my soul,
and,
now,
fully realizing the weight and might of nature
on my insubstantial self,
my head grew bone;
my fingers,
new feeling on once deadened flesh,
and the life-clock reset
to my natural weight and density,
wholesome now in this mantled cloak
of new identity;
light, yet free of falter;
this feather commanding me (unknowingly)
to wake from slumber those (as I before)
with heads of water.

Copyright © Invierno ... [ 2015-09-07 01:43:13]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: The Resetting (User Rating: 1 )
by xHeathenx on Monday, 7th September 2015 @ 04:17:22 AM AEST
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Interesting. I hope any case in which something falls on one's head the end result is nothing like an old Looney Toons cartoon. lol

I like this, as it has a peaceful almost tranquil water-essence flow to it. Almost as if the forming of the bone and new flesh are in fact happening along the same lines as a ripple in water. I am left wondering just what this comes to as a metaphor, or as a message. What would be this feather?

(Not to mention the fact that the brain in the head of water being the source of power, and the mention of resetting makes me think of turning off or restarting ones computer; which a brain effectively is.)

Re: The Resetting (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 7th September 2015 @ 10:28:58 AM AEST
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I found this a bit ambiguous. That means nothing bad because quite in fact, I really liked reading it. I found myself thinking of reincarnation. Niiiiiiice. Tim

Re: The Resetting (User Rating: 1 )
by Archie on Monday, 7th September 2015 @ 11:08:42 AM AEST
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Wisdom comes in all forms and your poem presents it in Newtonian fashion. This gives me a wide variety of ways to view this poem. In all you have portrayed things well

Re: The Resetting (User Rating: 1 )
by irisblue on Tuesday, 8th September 2015 @ 07:16:33 PM AEST
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invierno,

I love this! I agree with heathen it has a very tranquil flow to it. Again dear poet waiting for your book!

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